Elegance •Peaky Blinders•

Elegance •Peaky Blinders•

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"What turns you on the most, Anna?" She received an amused snort from her friend. Florence sipped on her champagne as she placed herself on the blue, velvet settee. Slipping her tall, sharp, bloodied heels off she glanced at the blonde, idly. "What, really?" Anna raised a sharp, manicured eyebrow. "Yes! What really turns you on about a man?" She laughed as she stood and picked up another glass filled with the golden liquid, the glass making a clinging noise as her nails made contact. Yet another ear piercing noise made when she touched something. "Because mine... " She started as she placed the crystal glass in her friend's ring embellished hand. "Is a man in a three piece suit." She finished and let herself fall back onto the soft material of the furniture, spilling a small amount of the champagne onto herself in the process. • Tommy Shelby / OC
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Aurelia Balfour is miserable. Trapped in a loveless marriage, and with pretentious aristocratic women her only other company, Aurelia's tried everything from drinking to hysteria treatments to make her happy. One day, her fake friends begin to whisper about the nouveau-riche gang member who moved in next door, along with his cold wife. Aurelia recognises Thomas Shelby at once. She would have married him if not for the war, after all. GRACE HATE. I am a grace hater. If she has one hater, it's me. If she has no haters, I'm dead.

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